"So what all do you know?" Jess asked, skeptical of the girl sitting next to her. She was still freaked out. Her boyfriend came home only to tell her that she was in danger and they needed to leave immediatly. Then, when she refused to go without an explination, he proceeded to tell her that monsters were real and his family hunted them. She agreed to go only because she was afraid that Dean would actually hurt her if she didn't comply. Then once they were in the car, their apartment exploded. Now they were driving away from the college without talking to the police at all. And the girl was telling her that this was a tv show, and Jess was supposed to be dead. Maybe they had brainwashed Sam while he was away. The only thing she could do now was go along with everything until she could get to help. Hopefully she could save Sam as well.
"Well, like I told them," Kayden was really getting tired of answering this particular question. "I'm not sure how much I should tell anyone. I do however think we should get to Bobby's as soon as possible. I trust his judgment more than anyone elses. " She mumbled the last part, but apparently it was audible.
"And why's that? You don't even know him." Sam asked from the front seat.
"Not personally, no. But I have watched the show almost obsessively for 9 years now and he seems to be the most rational of the Winchester clan."
"Uh...Bobby's not really a Winchester. His last name is Singer." Dean said, glancing over his shoulder at the brunette girl who hadn't moved her gaze from the window.
"So maybe you don't know that much." Jess said, and to the boys it was a completely logical statement, but Kayden heard the snark in her voice. She was an expert at snark. It's one of the reasons she got along better with guys than girls, she just couldn't stand the snark.
Kayden swung her head around and glared at the petite blonde who just gazed back at her cooly. What the hell was wrong with this girl. I just saved her life and she's being a bitch. After a moment, she turned her gaze back to Dean who had caught the staring contest between the two girls. This was gonna be a long night."Family don't end in blood, boy." Kayden tried to do her best Bobby voice, but when Dean just stared at her confusedly she figured it didn't come across right. "Bobby says it on the show. Kind of a famous line."
"Oh." was Dean's only reply until, "Do we have any famous lines?"
Kayden shrugged. "A few yeah. Actually two of the most famous lines are from this episode. The one where Dean gets Sam from school and you guys fight the woman in white."
"Oh yeah?" Sam was still a little weird-ed out about his life being a tv show.
"Yeah. There's the 'Dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days'" Dean beamed. "Then, my personal favorite. 'Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.'" Dean busted out laughing. "And there's the famous 'Sammy bitch face.'" Dean had to actually pull the car over he was laughing so hard.
"Bitch face." gasp for air. "That's classic." Sam just sat there glaring at his brother and Kayden could tell that he was trying to plan some revenge. When he could control himself, Dean pulled back out onto the road and kept driving. The car was silent the rest of the way to Bobby's.
*SPN*
They pulled up in front of Bobby's place a little after lunch and Bobby was standing on the front porch. He hadn't seen or heard from the Winchesters since he threatened the patriarch with a loaded shotgun. He had it coming, but Bobby regretted it, if only because he never saw those boys again. And yesterday he received a call from Dean of all people. Dean, who followed his daddy's orders like his life depended on it. He had said that they had a situation and needed a place to hole up, until they could get a hold of John.
Bobby was excited they had called, he missed those boys like they were his own, and thinking about it, they were technically half his. He put just as much effort into raising them as John had, if not more. Not that he would tell anyone that. He didn't need anyone thinking that he had gone soft or anything.
Dean had said that he had gone and gotten Sam from school, so he was expecting that, but Bobby was surprised to see the two girls get out of the back of Dean's pride and joy. He recognized the blonde one as Sam's girlfriend. He had kept tabs on the youngest Winchester when he had split from his family, and had been happy for him when he had moved in the girl name Jessica Moore. But he had no idea who the brunette was, maybe Dean had finally found someone to put up with all of his shit.
"Hey Bobby." Dean greeted when the four of them reached the porch.
"Dean, Sam. It's good to see you boys again." The old hunter's suspicious gaze never wavered from the girls, waiting for an explanation.
"Bobby, this is Jessica, my girlfriend." Sam piped in pointing to Jess, then moved to Kayden."And this is Kayden."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Singer." Kayden said politely holding out her hand. Bobby looked surprised but still shook her hand.
"Well, come on in. No point in standing on the porch." and he turned and stomped back into the house, the other four following slowly.
They walked through the house and Bobby led them to his living room/study. Kayden was in awe, the show had depicted Bobby's house with tons of books but it was nothing compared to this. There were bookshelves full of books stacked on top of each other. There was a dresser in the corner that was filled with them. They were stacked up in piles on the floor, laying on the back of the couch, and in another corner there was what looked like a recliner, but you couldn't see it because it was covered in books.
Bobby led them to the desk (piled with books) and pulled out four shot glasses and a sliver flask, and poured out the clear liquid. He handed each of them a glass and Dean, Sam, and Kayden threw back their glasses without hesitation. Bobby was surprised at that. He figured Kayden would be just as hesitant as Jess was being.
"Hmm...I thought holy water would taste more...holy." Kayden mumbled, setting her glass back down.
"How can something taste holy?" Dean asked, setting down his own glass and settling on the couch. Jess was finaly convinced to drink and she settled into the couch between Dean and Sam before Kayden could move in that direction, and threw the girl a smug look.
Bobby rolled his eyes at the exchange and pulled out a chair for Kayden. She gave him a polite smile as a thank you and he blushed. This girl had better manners than Sam, and he was the nicest of the Winchester clan. "Wait. How'd you know it was holy water?" he asked, setting in his chair behind the desk.
"Oh, she's from an alternate universe, where this is a tv show." Jess supplied. "She knows everything."
"Well, not everything. I don't know your middle names, for example. They never said in the show. There is some speculation though, among the fans that Dean's middle name is Michael, which would be awesome symmetry since he's the Michael sword." Kayden instantly realized her mistake as the words came out of her mouth.
"I'm sorry, what am I?" Dean balked.
Kayden quickly covered her mouth with her hands, eyes going wide. "Shit. I mean it would be cool, 'cause Dean Michael sounds like a really good, solid name." she hoped and prayed that they would just let it go.
No such luck. "Uh-uh. Nope. You already let it slip, might as well tell us now."
Kayden sighed, and opened her mouth to speak but there was a loud banging at the door. "Bobby!" a demanding voice echoed from the porch. "Dean! Get your ass out here. NOW!" Kayden realized that had to be John. He sounded scarier that she remembered from the show.
Dean jerked to standing and made to move to the door, but Bobby waved him off and went to answer the door himself. "What the hell is wrong with you?" they could hear Bobby snap from the doorway. John grunted and must have pushed past him, because the next thing they knew a big burly, very mad, man had walked into the room, glaring at the four of them . "Won't you come in John? Damn idjit." Bobby said sarcastically as he slammed the door.
"Whoa." Kayden was shocked. This mountain of a man, that was standing in front of her, glared down at all of them. Now she understood why Dean obeyed so many stupid orders. This man was down right terrifying when he was angry.
"Explain." John barked the order at Dean, completely ignoring his youngest who he hadn't see in two years.
"On our way back from Jericho," Dean immediately launched into the story explaining Kayden, not wanting to disappoint his father. "And we just got here. Kayden was explaining why it would be awesome if my middle name was Michael. Something about the Michale sword." Dean shot a look to Kayden saying that he clearly expected her to explain about the last part later.
John glared down at the girl his son had pointed out. "Prove it." He grunted out.
"P-prove it?" Kayde stammered, which only pissed John off more.
"Yeah, prove it. How do I know you're telling the truth?"
"Oh. Well," she shot Dean a look that screamed help.
"She doesn't want to give to much away in case it changes something in the future." Dean said, still standing at attention in front of the couch.
John thought for a minute then turned back to Dean. "I can't believe you would fall for something like this. Can't you see she's lying? What's wrong with you?"
John calling her a liar was fine. Kayden figured she would be called one sooner or later, but when she saw Dean's face fall from when the man started in on him, she lost it. She knew how much Dean looked up to this jackass, and she knew that her favorite characters ego was taking a beating ring now and she was not having any of that. She jumped up from her chair and stood in front of John, facing him , like she was protecting Dean.
"First of all, you're an ass, John. Do you realize how much this man right here has done for you his whole life? He's followed every order you've ever given him and not once complained about it. He practically raised Sam without so much as a thank you from you, all after losing his mother at the age of four! So I don't care who you are, you have no right to talk to him that way." everybody was shocked that this little woman was talking to John Winchester this way, but she was on a roll. "And speaking of Sam, you realize that you haven't seen him in two years. And he's sitting right there. You barge into a house, that's not even your's by the way, and start yelling at one son and completely ignoring the other. Did you even know that Sam was getting a full ride to Stanford to be a lawyer? No, you probably didn't." Kayden was breathing heavily now in her rage. Sam looked up at her in awe and Dean was glancing between her and his father fearfully. This woman, who he barley knew, was standing up for him against John Winchester of all people. "And proof? You want your proof? How's this for proof? That little tune that you used to hum or whistle whenever Sam and Dean were scared? Ya know, As time goes by? It's from Casablanca. You got it from a music box that your father got for you when you were little and scared because you watched a movie that I forget the name to. Whenever you got scared, he would wind it up and you'd listen to it and calm down. I also know that you think Henry ran out on you when you were little, but he didn't. He was part of a secret organization called the Men of letters. They're kinda like hunters but a lot smarter. He was involved in a ritual that sent him to the future, and he died, protecting your sons. He saved their asses from a Kinght of Hell named Abadon. Oh, yeah. And that yellow eyed demon that you're hunting? I know it's name, and no I won't tell you what it is. You'll just try and summon the damn thing and get killed in the process. And trust me, you're not ready for that fight." She sat back down in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at the floor.
Nobody spoke, and after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, Bobby cleared his throat. "Well, I believe her. And honey, anyone who can put John Winchester in his place like that is okay in my book. You've got a place to stay as long as you want." Bobby pulled out a glass of whiskey and poured a generous amount to hand to Kayden. When John glared at him, he just shrugged. "What? She pretty got you down pat, didn't she? I'd say that's proof enough."
"Everyone was quiet through dinner, like they were just going through the motions. Most of them were still shocked about what just happened. Bobby was still impressed by Kayden. Nobody, not even himself had ever been able to speak to John Winchester like that and live to tell the tale. The only thing that kept Bobby from doing it was knowing he'd never see the boys again. And he'd been right. One little threat with a shotgun and they were gone.
John was speechless. He had never been yelled at like that and by a stranger to boot. Maybe it was the fact that this stranger was sticking up for his sons. They seemed just as shocked by it. He knew he was hard on his boys, but that's because it was dangerous out there. He knew what was really out there. This little girl didn't. At least he didn't think so.
It wasn't until they were sitting back in the living room, when Dean finally broke the silence. "So about this Michael sword thing?"
Kayden glance sheepishly around the room before her eyes settled pleadingly on Bobby.
"You already spilled the beans on that one, maybe just don't get to specific." He suggested warmly. He was growing to like this girl. If she could talk to John the way she had maybe she could keep the rest of these idjits from getting themselves killed.
Kayde took a deep breath and let it out looking back to Dean. "Alright, keep in mind that I've already changed something." she pointed to Jess "So things may turn out different. But the main things will probably still happen." she waited for Dean to nod that he understood then went on, "you're Micheal's vessel."
"Who's Michael?" John asked, confused, after a pause.
"The archangel."
Dean let out a snort. "Angel's don't exist."
"They do. I promise. You actually become best friends with one named Castiel." Kayden answered.
"Okay, then if they do exist why hasn't a hunter ever heard of one?" Dean was being snarky now.
"Because there's no reason for them to be present now."
"What reason will there be later?" Sam asked.
"The apocalypse."